She tastes the tip. It’s so surreal that she has a briefing with her conscious. ‘Is this really happening? Can I go all the way to the end of the ...dea of this beautiful stranger?’ ‘Not now Mandy!’ her inner sex goddess proclaims. ‘Take him, posses him. FUCK HIM!!’ She closes her eyes. She starts to lick up to the tip and works her way down to the base. A soft moan emanates from his throat. It was enough for her to know and she was more than happy to oblige. She started to make sucking sounds. The man with the dark hair, a stranger to her, was pointing a gun down at her, and it occurred to her that this might be it. This might be the last thing she ever saw.She covered her mouth with both hands to stifle the onslaught of screams that threatened to climb out. Don’t give him a reason to shoot, she thought, and it was the clearest thought she’d had in a long time.“S-s-stop,” she stuttered on a quiet, choppy breath out. “P-” She squeezed her eyes shut in frustration. “Please don’t. It was originally of a landscape, but a local family had wandered in, and Rinny had framed the photo to feature them. She liked it, and in a flash realised what her photos were missing. The human element! She'd gotten so used to taking photos of inanimate objects and of landscapes that she had forgotten to try to even it out with photos of people, going about their daily life, or perhaps in unusual situations.She took another look at the photo, and decided not to edit that one tonight. While. " she said "I turn around and count to ten, then you move somewhere in the water. I have to close my eyes and hunt for you underwater."Before he could answer Kay turned away from her son and started to count.Ricky tried to move quickly but his movements were hampered by the water and only got a few feet from his original position before his mother shouted "Nine... Ten... Here I come, ready or not."He watched his mother drop down deep into the lake and then lost track of her.Kay took a deep.